I Quit
Handing over the written notice to my beloved boss did two things immediately.
Instant fear - what was I thinking? The economy is hard. Gas and food prices keep increasing. How many people will be able to afford beautiful excess, such as artwork? Can I reach my monthly income requirements?
Absolute certainty that this decision was meant to happen, and the timing is right.
Come September 2024, as my baby girl takes those two-giant steps onto the bus to head toward school. I will take several freeing, dancing, and electrified steps toward my art studio as a full-time artist.